CCL. THE BRAES O' GLENIFFER Keen blaws the wind o'er the braes o' Gleniffer, Amang the broom bushes by Stanley green shaw : Then ilk thing around us was blythesome and cheery, They shake the cauld drift frae their wings as they flee, And chirp out their plaints, seeming wae for my Johnnie, 'Tis winter wi' them, and 'tis winter wi' me. Yon cauld sleety cloud skiffs along the bleak mountain, And shakes the dark firs on the stey rocky brae, While down the deep glen bawls the snaw-flooded fountain, That murmur'd sae sweet to my laddie and me. Tis no its loud roar on the wintry wind swellin', CCLI. EMBLEM OF ENGLAND'S ANCIENT FAITH *. Emblem of England's ancient faith, Full proudly may thy branches wave, Where loyalty lies low in death, And valour fills a nameless grave. And thou, brave tenant of the tomb! Above thine honour'd sod to bloom These owe their birth to genial May; Before the winter storm decay, And can their worth be type of thine. * These beautiful and highly expressive lines are extracted from the much admired work, entitled Waverley. They are inscribed to an Oak-tree in No! for, 'mid storms of fate opposing, 'Twas then thou sought on Albyn's hill, And unsubdu'd though unrefin'd. Thy death's-hour heard no kindred wail, Yet who, in fortune's summer-shine, the church-yard of — in the Highlands, said to mark the grave of Captain Wogan, who was killed in 1649. The following note concerning this person we also extract from the same work: "The letter from the Chief, containing Flora's lines on the fate of Captain Wogan, whose enterprising character is so well drawn by Clarendon. He had originally engaged in the service of the Parliament, but had abjured that party upon the execution of Charles I. and, upon hearing that the royal standard was set up by the Earl of Glencairn and General Middleton, in the Highlands of Scotland, took leave of Charles II. who was then at Paris, passed into England, assembled a body of cavaliers in the neighbourhood of London, traversed the kingdom which had been so long under domination of the Usurper, by marches conducted with such skill, dexterity, and spirit, that he safely united his handful of horsemen with the body of Highlanders then in arms. After Be thine the Tree whose dauntless boughs And Albyn shadows Wogan's tomb. CCLII. KNOW'ST THOU THE LAND. Know'st thou the land where stately laurels bloom, Where orange groves exhale their rich perfume; And all is peace, and joy, and harmony? O thither flee, And dwell for ever there, my friend, with me. several months of desultory warfare, in which Wogan's skill aud courage gained him the highest reputation, he had the misfortune to be wounded in a dangerous manner, and no surgical assistance being within reach, he termi nated his short but glorious carcer." x k 3 Know'st thou the hills, whose towering heads of snow Now wrapt in clouds the gaze of mortals shun, Be our retreat The fertile Eden blooming at their feet. Know'st thou the clime whose sons have souls of fire To feel and prize the raptures of the lyre; To whom those finer sympathies belong Which thrill and tremble at the voice of song? Know'st thou that clime? Come, thither flee, That is the fittest home for you and me. Here hate and slander fan the coals of strife, Spy out each speck that clouds a brother's fame, Indignant fly To some more courteous land, and milder sky; |